Holly: The Babysitter Sex Doll I Didn't Expect To Write About

Some days you just stare at your screen and wonder how you got here.

Today, for me, it's writing about Holly—the so-called "babysitter" sex doll from Absolute Sex Dolls. I'm not sure if that title is supposed to be ironic or just... weird marketing. Either way, this is where the internet led me, and maybe that's fine. Maybe.

Tall, Blonde, And—Yeah—Unrealistic

Holly stands 5 feet 8 inches tall (173 cm). That’s actually taller than a lot of people I know in real life. She’s blonde (of course), with what the product page calls an H-cup chest. Which is a letter combo that always sounds like someone making up a bra size on the spot.

I remember thinking: "100 pounds? For a doll?" But yes—she clocks in at 100 lbs (45.5kg). Not exactly something you toss over your shoulder after a long shift at work. Her proportions are straight-up cartoonish: Bust 39 inches, Waist 23 inches, Hips 43 inches. If Barbie had an older cousin who spent all her time at the gym and... never blinked.

Joints And Holes (Let’s Just Get This Over With)

There’s no delicate way to say this: Holly has three options—vaginal, anal, oral—and they’re all functional according to the specs (Anus: both 6.7 inches deep; Mouth: 5.1 inches). These numbers are weirdly precise but also kind of clinical—like reading car part measurements except it’s about body parts molded out of TPE.

The steel skeleton underneath means she can bend into most positions you’d expect from an actual person (or close enough). Movable joints are honestly kind of impressive in their own right; sometimes I wish my own back could do half as much after sitting in this chair for hours.

Discreet Shipping Because… Well, Obviously

Absolute Sex Dolls promises free international shipping and discreet packaging—a plain box with nothing screaming “giant blonde sex doll inside.” It takes around three weeks total from order to doorstep (2 weeks processing + one week shipping). Three weeks feels both too long and not long enough when you consider what’s arriving.

There was a moment where I wondered if delivery drivers ever guess what’s inside these boxes—or if they’ve seen it all by now and just don’t care anymore.

Why Would Anyone Buy This?

Not judging—just genuinely curious here. Maybe it fills some gap for people who want something very specific: tall, big ass, blonde babysitter fantasy embodied in TPE with movable joints and anatomical accuracy down to fractions of an inch. Or maybe it's less about fantasy and more about control? Or comfort? Sometimes things like loneliness or boredom drive us toward stranger purchases than we’d admit out loud.

Weirdly enough… there might be something almost comforting about knowing exactly what you're getting—a set height, weight, proportions—all listed out without pretense or surprise.

The Unsaid Stuff

What nobody really tells you is that owning something like this isn’t as glamorous as it looks online. There’s maintenance involved (cleaning isn’t optional), storage issues—you can’t exactly leave her propped up on the couch unless you live alone or have zero shame left—and then there’s the mental side of things that creeps up late at night when everything's quiet except your thoughts.

Sometimes I think people buy these dolls expecting them to fill silence or space in their lives that nothing else seems to reach. Sometimes they do—sort of—but rarely in the way you'd hope.

A Tangent On Realism And Loneliness

This probably isn't what Absolute Sex Dolls wants me focusing on but whatever—I’m writing for myself now anyway because honestly who else would care this much about hole depth stats?

The thing is... even with all those details measured out—the busts and waists and hips—it still doesn’t quite feel real when you see one up close for the first time. There’s always that uncanny valley moment where your brain catches up and goes “Wait.”

And yet... people keep buying them anyway.

Ending Without An Ending

I could wrap this up neatly but let’s not pretend life works like that—or reviews either for that matter. If Holly—the babysitter sex doll—is speaking to some part of your curiosity (or loneliness)... well, only you know why that is. The rest sort of fades into background noise after a while anyway.

Maybe next week I'll write about air fryers again or something normal like socks.